A/N- Be warned this was written at two in the morning and hopefully a way to cure writers block. So it might have a lot of mistakes or not make sense.
"Come on, Mel. I know your there, please" A voice whispered right in my ear. Wait, I knew that voice, Jared. My Jared. Jared, Jared, Jamie? Wanda? Shit.
I tried to open my eyes, maybe Wanda was having a nightmare, she can't be gone! Ahhh open damn eyes. My eyes finally began to flutter open. My eyes, not Wanda's, mine!
"MEL!!" Jared's face was right there. And I'm ashamed to say I forgot about Wanda as I hungrily studied him. My hand hesitantly reached and touched his cheek. My hand, I couldn't get enough of having MY body back.
"Jared?" I croaked, I knew it was him but I just wanted to make sure it wasn't a dream or something. That would be too cruel.
"Mel?" His voice was hoarse with tears, I could feel them on my face. When did I start crying?
Jared's face was getting closer. I had missed him so damn much. His lips were on mine. Wanda had described it as a fire but it was so much more intense. This kiss was gentle, not the kisses I remembered. This kiss showed all the love, the hurt, and the pain of when I had been "away". Prisoner in my own body.
Our lips moved together, speaking the words that could not do out emotions justice. I was home, in his arms, my arms wrapped around him. I would never let go, never. No one could ever make me. Jared pulled back, only a little. I wouldn't be able to stand being far away from him ever again.
"Mel, you will never leave me again" His voice cracked, his breath heating my face.
"No never again. I love you" My own voice cracked and sounded hoarse.
"So so much" He whispered, my heart raced.
Isn't this great Wanda? Shit. Wanda. She gave me me back. I had forgotten her. The guilt seemed to be drowning me, along with panic. Wanda, my sister, she can't be dead yet. Wanda couldn't die.
"Wanda?" What a mood killer? But she was my sister and I would not let her die.
"Where is she?" I was panicking.
"Shhhhh she's in the cyrotank, safe. Doc told us of her plan. We are going to get her a new body one that has no soul or human" Jared soothed me. Safe, Wanda was safe. They had a plan an option that we had never dreamed of. She would probably be annoyed at first but my sister would not die. Especially not after what she had given me.
I looked at Jared, my eyes telling him what my voice could not say. He understood. My Jared, I was with him, I was me. And my sister, Wanda, would stay here like she belonged, still alive.
She had given me my everything. And I would never stop thanking her.
My Jared, just like I was his Mel.
A/N- I own nothing…and I hope you liked it…Please review!!